Chloe

We've done some serious hard labor as a team these past couple of weeks, but we managed to clear out enough of Gustavo's house for all of us to live in it. It’ll take at least a couple more months to do so comfortably, because Gustavo really had a lot of stuff, but we'll get there. And then we can take in more orphans, get more volunteers.

I don't know the full details of what the bikers and the cartel worked out between them, since Rider is not very forthcoming with that information, but there was an exchange of hostages, and part of the deal was that they will leave the orphanage alone forever. All of Dom Gustavo's estate is now considered the territory of Dois Cobras biker club, and any attack against us is an attack against them. Rider explained to me that bikers take that kind of a promise seriously, and that it means we truly are safe.

He's also made a point of clearing out a small bedroom for us in the house. In fact, it was one of the first things he did. It's where we've been sleeping, and even though it's raining outside this morning, I felt as though the sun woke me. The bed we're in is three times as wide as the one in my bungalow was, but we're still sleeping very close together, spooning, his arm wrapped around my waist, the embrace growing tighter. He's awake too.

I realize that a split second before he kisses my neck, his soft lips and the stubble on his chin igniting sparks deep within me, sending them rushing all through my body, as his lips and his hands get bolder. He's caressing and squeezing the soft flesh of my breasts, my stomach, his hand dipping to my pussy and up to my neck, my jaw, and back down, until I'm moaning in anticipation of the even greater bliss his hard cock, pulsing against the back of my thigh, is promising.

His hand settles on my clit, rubbing it in slow circles as he kisses my neck some more, biting down just as he pushes the head of his cock into my opening. I moan and whimper at the same time, my breath stuck in my throat. He continues teasing my clit as he starts pumping his cock into me deeper and faster. My body's opening up to receive him, while his talented fingers bring the orgasmic explosion of the bliss building inside me ever closer.

"You're all mine, right?" he whispers just as an orgasm erupts inside me, the molten lava of pleasure filling me with unstoppable, sight and mind-taking force.

"Yes." I moan the word, coaxing it out with the last dregs of conscious control I still have over my mind.

He pulls out his cock from my still clenching pussy. A second later, I realize he meant the question quite literally, as I feel the head of his cock pressing against my other hole. The orgasm he just gave me has not quite faded yet, as he pushes his cock past the barrier, leaving me gasping for breath all over again, as I will my body to accommodate him where he wants to be. He's thick and long yet slides in easily, filling me yet again and even more completely this time.

His hand is still playing with my clit, as he starts pumping his cock into me faster and with purpose. Somehow, whatever pain there is, fades before it erupts. He's everywhere in my body now, it feels like, taking me for his own so completely we truly are blended into one. Another orgasm is a fast approaching train, one I wish would slow down so I can savor this blissful oneness just a little while longer.

But he's close, I can feel that too, and I want him to come, want to offer him the same pleasure he's giving me, that he keeps giving me. He picks up the pace, sending me shrieking, as his fingers start rubbing my clit faster. I yelp as he pushes two fingers into my pussy, scream for real as he starts pumping them over that special spot inside me. I'm coming so hard I see the blinding sun that isn't there, along with the moon and all the stars in this galaxy and the next.

My heart's still beating fast, my body shivering from the violent explosion of pleasure when I regain my awareness. He's once again just holding me, kissing my neck softly.

"We should probably get up and start this day," he whispers once I open my eyes.

I make a faint sound of agreement, since he's right.

"I wish we could just stay right here all day," I murmur. "And tomorrow, and the day after."

"Me too," he says and kisses my neck a little harder, making me moan, reawakening all those fiery sparks like we're just getting started all over again.

"But we can't, there's too much to do," I conclude.

He hugs me tight again then releases me. "I'll build you a house once we're all done fixing this one up. A home just for the two of us, overlooking the ocean. Would you like that?"

I sit up and smile at him exactly the way I used to smile back when the world was still a safe, fun, carefree place. Which it is again, I suddenly realize, even more so than it was before.

"I would love that," I say and keep smiling.

His eyes are soft like a field of lush green grass on a lazy summer afternoon, and if I don't look away right now I'll get lost on those endless slopes and never be found again.

So I look into his eyes even deeper, because I'm not getting lost. I am found.